Worst thing you’ll see all week: Wolf Creek 2

Australian director Greg McLean knocked it out of the park with Wolf Creek, an insidiously cruel slasher movie that unfurled like a cross between Picnic at Hanging Rock, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and Road Warrior. You could tell from how weirdly paced it was, from its odd structure, that McLean didn’t want to play by the usual movie rules. You might have even been able to tell that he has a background in theater. But then he made a turgid killer alligator movie starring Sam Worthington. Guess how that turned out. So now he’s returned to his previous inspiration with Wolf Creek 2, but I’m afraid we’ve lost whatever creative genius went into Wolf Creek 1.

Like most horror franchises, Wolf Creek 2’s only continuity concern is with its killer, an avuncular but murderous outback redneck meticulously drawled to life by John Jarratt. But this time, the character is played for comedy. He manages to insinuate himself into some absurdly over-the-top situations involving shotguns, meat cleavers, hurtling semis, and kindly old people. It all gets lodged somewhere between funny and gruesome, but it’s not particularly effective as either.

There is, however, one prolonged sequence worth watching. If you’re not paying attention, you might mistake it for torture porn, along the lines of the sickeningly crass Israeli trash Big Bad Wolves (the worst thing you’ll see all month). Jarratt and an actor named Ryan Corr engage in some mental cat-and-mouse, dancing a lovely waltz back and forth across the cultural line between Australia and the U.K. Being an American, I think I only understood about two thirds of it. But I can imagine how well it plays in Perth! McClean’s script comes alive as Jarratt and Corr play off each other, eyeing one another with wonder and horror. Furthermore, McLean demonstrates his theater chops by letting the actors do their dance without a lot of extra business. It would have made a fantastic stage play. Early Stuart Gordon would have been proud!

Wolf Creek 2 is currently available from Netflix instant view and other fine purveyors of trashy horror.

Brandon

I didn’t get Big Bad Wolves at all. I mean, I understood it but I didn’t see what the big deal was. Same with Escape from Tomorrow which I thought was riding solely on the fact that they shot it guerrilla style at Disney when not using horrible green screen to fill in the gaps.

But I digress. I enjoyed Wolf Creek except for the obligatory “victim does nothing to kill the killer when they have the perfect chance to” moment. In most slasher movies I can accept this because it’s par for the course but in this one it was too much. I did like Jarratt though. He was a hoot.

I’d love to read your thoughts on Blue Ruin if you need inspiration for a future post.

Christien Murawski

Wolf Creek is so well done. So patient. The tone and pace are near perfect, and this is coming from someone with limited experience with horror (because I’m a fraidy cat). I love it when a movie in a genre I don’t normally frequent lures me in so effectively.

It’s disappointing to find that McLean lost the thread after that. Reminds me a little bit of how you tried to wave Kelly off of Human Centipede II. The First Sequence is no Wolf Creek, to be sure, but it seemed you were suggesting that Tom Six went off the rails with the second one.

Of course Kelly then ended up liking it.

hepcat

Wolf Creek was a nice change of pace from the usual slasher fare. I watched Wolf Creek 2 a few weeks back and thought that the sequel was missing almost every single ounce of originality and/or charm (if that word could be used for a horror film) that its original had. While Wolf Creek unsettled me and made me feel like I was in on a joke all at once, Wolf Creek 2 just made me feel like a sick voyeur.

I recently watched Big Bad Wolves too, since someone brought it up. That’s a film I’m ultimately torn on. As a character piece, it’s outstanding. As a story, less so.